The competition continues.
On the high platform, the third prince Liu Jing smiled brightly and nodded slightly to the tall and thin man with a scar face.
The tall and thin man with scar face smiled broadly and nodded in response.
The third prince Liu Jing looked at Wang Yi proudly.
"It turns out it's you, Third Prince Liu Jing. It seems that you think your life is too long!"
Wang Yi looked at the elated third prince and he also smiled.
The third prince Liu Jing was inexplicably frightened when he saw Wang Yi's smile!
Last night, Wang Yi killed his capable general Yang Shuo, the deputy commander of the imperial guards. Today, he will attack Wang Ye.
"What am I afraid of? I am a prince, and I want to be an emperor. He is just a little royal guard. If I say a word, he will die!"
Thinking of this, Liu Jing relaxed and thought about how to kill Wang Yi.
The martial arts conference lasted until sunset, and the martial arts competition ended the day after tomorrow.
The prince stood up and said loudly: "Dear friends from the world and guests from the Western Regions, tomorrow we will have a competition between the innate masters!"
If the innate masters compete, it must be extraordinary.
The hearts of many innate masters in the world are beating rapidly and their minds are agitated.
Tomorrow, they will show their grace!
The same is true for the innate masters from various countries in the Western Region.
“I wonder who can take the top spot this time!”
In the Hundred Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference, who is the king under the age of thirty?
"I guess Mr. Murong Chong, he is indescribably handsome." A princess was the first to tell her who she liked, with stars in her eyes.
"It's definitely impossible. Jian Yiren, the true disciple of the Tianjian Sect, is number one. He will definitely win the first place!" Another princess fell in love with Jian Yi.
"Both Jian Yi and Ye Guhong are not here. If they don't want to participate in this martial arts conference, I think it's King Loulan. His strength is unpredictable!"
"I guess it's King Lanling. King Lanling doesn't show off his talent. He's such a talented person!"
"Master Situ Jiu is also very powerful in martial arts."
The women are all discussing the peerless young man in the world.
However, the Jianghu knight-errant fell in love with Shangguan Yan.
"I heard that Shangguan Yan holds the ancient sword Phoenix Blood Sword. She may win the first place!"
"Have you not noticed that Ao Fei, the master of the Great Yong Dynasty, has heard that he has cultivated an immortal golden body. Even a mid-level Xiantian strongman cannot break his defense!"
"How powerful can an immortal golden body be? People who practice Henglian Kung Fu are generally not good at body skills."
Indeed.
People who practice horizontal exercises generally have a strong physical body, and their light skills will inevitably fall into the inferior category.
And those who are excellent in Qinggong are flexible in their body skills, but not in the physical body.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
"Does our royal family have any powerful experts?"
There were many princesses in the Daming Dynasty, and they were all descendants of the Liu family. Naturally, they hoped that the Liu family would produce some masters.
"Liu Xiu, the son of King Chiyang, is good at martial arts. He is twenty-six this year and is already an innate master. He will definitely get a good ranking this time!"
"Prince Fu's son Liu Zhe is also great."
"Although they are powerful, they are not necessarily the opponents of the true disciples of Jianghu sect!"
This time, although the martial arts conference was grand, only Song Qing from Wudang Mountain came from the ten sects, and no others came.
Only a few of the top ten young masters in the world have come.
They didn't think much of the imperial court.
There is a saying that goes well, there is no thousand-year dynasty, only thousand-year-old families and sects!
Noble families and dynasties dislike each other!
In the camp, Wang Yi healed Wang Ye's injuries.
Wang Ye's face turned pale and he was in so much pain that it was hard to breathe.
"Brother Yi, you don't have to heal my wounds, you have to compete with them tomorrow!"
Wang Yi's face was as calm as water, "Competing with them is just a trivial matter, your injury is a big deal. Ningshen, I will teach you a set of magical skills, the Ice Divine Palm!"
Wang Ye heard about the Ice Divine Palm and was extremely excited.
"Listen carefully, concentrate your Qi and Dantian, move it through the Tanzhong acupoint, Tiantu acupoint, and Yuzhen acupoint, and move around the heavens to control the power of ice and heal yourself!"
Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other.
If Wang Ye can break through himself and be reborn, his martial arts will surely rise to a higher level.
Even willpower changes.
Wang Ye followed Wang Yi's guidance and practiced the Ice Divine Palm to heal his injuries on his own!
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